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The light of the morning is dim.

A bunch of clean and dazzling light shining on the luxurious palace like house, the steps were cleaned by the servants who got up early in the morning, and even the fallen leaves and debris were not seen. After cleaning, the servant quickly bowed his head and walked away in silence. His face was pale and livid, but he still could not avoid the atmosphere of killing and rage in the luxurious living room A teacup was thrown out and smashed on the steps!!

Lan Xi was scared to shoulder a shrug, hangover for a night, this just wakes up completely.

Her lips were dry and she licked it, and then she could see that the man with pale temples sitting on the sofa was green with anger.

She looked down and looked at herself. Her hair was messy, red wine spilled on her white shirt, leaving a mark on her tired face. The most embarrassing thing was that the skirt of the school uniform was broken, and the two small white legs inside were wriggling uneasily.

She pulled her little hand down, covered it, and whispered, "Dad!"

An old trembling finger lifted up: "don't call me Don't call me Mulanxi. I don't have a daughter like you You see what you look like, huh? Look in the mirror, look at it

Then she pulled her collar upstairs.

How strong!

Lan Xi took a cool breath and his red face was a little scared. He was nervous and cowardly. He said, "Dad! Dad, don't worry I My skirt is broken

Mu Mingsheng's angry eyes looked at her school uniform and skirt. She didn't mention it at one breath and nearly passed by.

A woman with a beautiful face quickly came up and helped him. His voice was clear and gentle: "Mingsheng!"

Middle aged, masculine, that's what's going on.

"Mingsheng, don't be angry. Today Yanchen is back. The housekeeper's phone said that he will be here soon. Don't be so angry," said the beautiful woman along his back. "Lan Xi is not sensible at this age. It's OK to indulge occasionally, isn't it?"

However, Lanxi was more sober by this sudden cry, and her small face immediately froze down

"did I ask you to plead for me She frowned and was cold. "And who do you say is coming?"

The woman's face was stiff and her head did not dare to lift. She looked soft and patient.

Mu Mingsheng is even more angry. He grabs the lamp next to him and smashes it directly in the past, hitting the leg of Lanxi!

"Bang!" "Hiss --!" Lan Xi is in pain.

Damn it, she forgot that her father used to be commander in chief of the army when he was young. Strength is definitely not covered. Now her legs are aching and her face is white.

"Think about what you did last night!" Mu Mingsheng roared.

Lanxi squatted down, buried his head, rubbed his legs with his hands, tears in his eyes, and endured a severe headache, thinking about what treacherous thing he had done last night -

yesterday, the school holiday, senior two officially ended, and after a month and a half, he entered the black senior three, a rare indulgence time. Coupled with a bad mood, is it too much for her to have fun with a few friends? She drank wine, sang songs, lost her red face in the box and yelled, "little sister, I have something in my heart ~ ~ ~ marry my brother like this ~"

- is this a treacherous thing?

Lan Xi aggrieved, frown to want to defend, but suddenly she remembered a thing, face suddenly "Teng!" It's red.

Yes, I didn't have any trouble drinking karaoke last night. There was an accident on the way back.

She was a little drunk. When she went back, she saw a condom vending machine on the roadside. She was so hot that she said, "don't go! I'm going to try to see if this one can really come out with a condom! "

After touching all over her body, she even touched her friend's pocket. She finally took out two coins and put them in solemnly, her face flushed with alcohol. Then she held the vending machine and waited for the condom to come out.